By Michael Cobley
SHADOWGOD maintains the epic story, started in SHADOWKINGS, of get to the bottom of and sacrifice, and an international teetering on the point of never-ending, negative evening A harsh wintry weather is settling in around the land and the Shadowkings' private, darkest plans are hatching...the worst is but to return. Ikarno Mazaret, now Lord Regent, nonetheless grieves over the dying of his liked, the mage Suviel. Ranging forth from town of Besh-Darok, he's taking ever extra perilous dangers. Tauric has been topped Emperor but suppose more and more powerless to steer occasions. melancholy starts to taint his each determination. Keren Asherol continues to be haunted via her shattering stumble upon with one of many Daemonkind, whereas her dual, the mirrorchild Nerek, is dogged by means of sinister omens. and much to the north the Shadowking Byrnak broods on his towertop. Mistrustful of his fellow-Shadowkings and harried via a ghostly fragment of the Lord of Twilight, he is aware he needs to totally overwhelm the Imperial remnants and their allies, regardless of the powers of the goddess Earthmother.
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From the topmost spires of the Rukang mountains to the Girdle Hills encircling Besh-Darok, a carpet of enormous powdery flakes used to be being laid down, mantling the fields, softening battlefield scars and particles, overlaying the blackness of charred flooring and burnt-out farm structures. Besh-Darok used to be turning into a white urban. Roofs already icicle-bearded have been transforming into faded and shrouded, their chimneys and vents fuming because the mid-morning cooking began. youngsters have been despatched out from below busy ft to caper within the streets, giggling and catcalling as volleys of snowballs flew backward and forward. canines snapped at drifting flakes yet dray horses simply twitched their ears and breathed out foggy fumes. Seamstresses and embroiderers have been challenging at paintings completing pennons and bannerets; bakers have been rigorously packing exact orders; taverners have been taking supply of clean kegs and new leather-based jacks; urban wardsmen have been salting the icy roads prime all the way down to the 5 Kings dock; Earthmother priestesses have been making a song lengthy canticles from towers scattered around the urban; mummers have been cavorting within the squares, whereas road dealers hawked their wares with blandishments and ribald doggerel. For this was once the day of the Low Coronation, an afternoon of occasion for commoners, tradesmen, guildsmen, officers, squaddies and sailors, in addition to delegations from different cities and towns. it'd be that the 1st real days of iciness have been upon them, and that bad enemies nonetheless plotted from a ways to the north, however the roads and lanes have been busy with humans waiting for a brand new Emperor, an occasion unthinkable simply brief months in the past. different elements of the town totally lacked this type of bustling task. The district which bordered the sawmills, the lairages and the shipyards have been choked with homes that have been as silent and empty because the slipways via the river. yet shadows nonetheless crept there, and one deserted road was once enjoying host to a grim drama of blades. * * * Nerek was once passing via a small sq. within the empty zone whilst 5 males stepped out from doors surrounding her. They have been gaunt, hard-eyed males in shabby, mismatched armour, often leather-based and splint, yet their guns regarded well-maintained. virtually without delay she cursed herself for now not having diversified her direction. urban dwelling had softened the sting of her warning. “Now,” acknowledged one, a fair-haired swordsman in a patched brown cape. “You’ll be coming with us, i believe, and peaceably when you please. ” She took within the info of the sq. in a single, fast look, the damaged fountain, the shattered cart half-blocking one of many alleys, the few boarded-up home windows and doorways. “Why may I do something like that? ” she stated lightly. “Well, a service provider of my acquaintance needs you delivered to him, and seeing as i'm within the taking and bringing company I provided my companies. ” He unfold his arms and a silken wire swung free from one. “Gave him my observe that I’d deliver you to him. ” Nerek reached for the Wellsource and used to be stunned to consider its energy and sensual efficiency upward push at her command.